Piece of Cake Maive. Even
a caveman JB can do it.
Fixed it for ya. Yep, that's right. I didn't even know my motorcycle HAD a battery till I flew to Phoenix to pick up my new bike July 2011. It was parked in my sister's garage, who did the sale paperwork (shout out to Skooter for his help in the deal!). When I got there I took the bike out for a spin in the 3000-degree heat (it was hot in Farenheit, Celsius, and Kelvin). I parked it to check the tire pressure, and when I tried to start it again it coughed and cranked and buzzed and finally turned over. Great. I need a new battery, and I'm supposed to leave for home in the morning.
It was getting late in the day, but I managed to find a Cycle Gear that had the battery, so we drove down there before it closed and picked up the battery and a charger. I installed the battery that evening with relatively minor hassle, charged it all night, and in the morning at about 5AM when it was only 2000 degrees out, I headed home.
The hardest part about changing the battery, apart from taking all that plastic sh*t off, is dealing with that little nut that sits under the terminal (hint: compressible / expanding ear pugs). If I could go back in time with a gun and only two bullets to change history for the better, once I took out Hitler it would be a tough choice between the guy who invented wind chimes and the guy who designed the FJR battery terminals.
Is there any design logic to that nut? Or was the engineer just a nut?